All The Earth is Glad

Flowers, spring up, in Springtime, and the earth is glad . . .
Counting the "Many Springtime's," it has already had.
Hyacinths, peeking out of the ground ~ beauty to see.
Daffodils, (popping up) all around each and every tree.

Springtime, brings roses, of every color ~ so sublime . . .
It makes me think of olden days ~ going back in time.
Lilacs send smells of wonder ~ tulip's dot the beds . . .
Of colors, ranging from yellow, rose, pink's and reds.

It looks as if God painted the earth ~ with all the hues.
Dandelions of yellow ~ Crocus of red white and blues.
Wouldn't it be wonderful, if we, just like, God had . . .
All the things of grandeur ~ to make the Earth glad?

Snow, on the mountain top ~ trickling down in a stream ~
Or pebbles in the creek-bed ~ while fishing, "in a dream."
All the bluebirds of beauty ~ the Meadowlark's song ~
But nothing like the cardinal, to come hopping along.

Cornfields bowing ~ as the Wheatfield's dip and wave ~
But, it's the aroma of peach blossoms that we all just crave.
The sweet-pea and orchids so sweet, it seems full of mirth ~
Then, the beauty of the trees, in the Fall ~ covering this old Earth.

Copyright © Pearlie Duncan Walker